I have a voucher for Gerber formula-any kind- that I don’t need. Ro is onto milk now, so I want to see if anyone can use it. I will be happy to mail it out if anyone needs it! It’s $14 off any size Gerber formula, so essentially, a free can. Inbox me with your address if you need some help in the formula dept! I also have a $3 off coupon as well!
You guys…I feel like I should be complaining….panicking….something! But i’m actually very happy. It goes without saying that i submit my resume often, and have been on a few job interviews (both waaaaaaaaaay out of my league….idk how i even got the interviews to be honest…), but there haven’t been any bites yet.
Like i’m just so happy to spend all day with my kid and bond with her. It’s crazy how much more attached she is to me now that i’ve been home with her, even for just the 2 weeks. We wake up and have breakfast together (eggs and banana), we play, we take a nap together, we have lunch together, we do arts and crafts, and we have dinner together. We go to the park, she comes shopping with me, and it’s just lovely.
Her dad has not taken her in the past 11 weeks now, but i am loving it. I really really needed a break tonight though, so my mom took her from me. We got our christmas tree, and she missed her nap, and so did I (0.o) and i just wanted to eat and have some quiet time.
Anyways, financially we’re fine. The money ro’s dad gives us is enough for the bills and basics, and I have enough savings to tide me over for groceries and other things.
I’m just pretty content with all this. I made everything for her party, I’m almost done making everyones christmas gifts, and with the holidays coming up, it’s nice to not have to work through them like I usually have to do since I work retail.
There’s just a silver lining to everything, and I think i found mine.
I honestly used to just shit all over those people who went all out for their kids first birthday ( and still kinda do) but now I understand why! It’s just so crazy….it’s already been a year. From here it’s potty training and talking, fits and giggles, more teeth and FINALLY longer nights asleep!!
But that’s what the party represents for me. Not that she’s survived a year (which, yes is a wonderful blessing) but that we’re moving on. We have hit this huge mile stone and we can only get older from here.
I feel like the concept of time was so elusive until I had her. Weeks used to be about weekends, 7 days of something, and nights were nothing to bat an eye at. Months were a painful stretch of time that could only be ticked away by the weeks, which were always slow moving. And the years. Oh, the years… Those were an infinite stretch if time that could not be measured because it was just too far away. But now it seems the weeks fly, every single one holding something new… A smile, a step, a word. The months are now a celebration; a measure of comparison, even. You ask age by months, buy clothes by month, and compare weights and lengths by months. They are so rapid fire and all consuming, they might just slip past you with out you knowing it ( I’m still not entirely sure what happened to October). And then there’s the year. A friend told me that time goes by faster as we get older. I wonder too if it’s as we get older we have more things to get lost in; to loose track of time in. Between relationships, kids, jobs, projects and family, we have more to juggle, and more reasons to cross the days off our calendar.
What I’m trying to say is yes, I’m throwing an awesome shindig. Not to flaunt my wealth ( which I have none of since I’m now unemployed) or to be vain, but to honestly and truly celebrate what time is and how it has impacted this beautiful little soul. We will be happy and eat and give thanks.
We will also have some kick ass hand made decorations and delicious cupcakes :)